Winning tips
 
By Smac.
Carol and Sue box for a peculiar prize.

Corrected 3/07/2001

"You two got any plans?" asked Sally, studying her fingernails. 
"We want to fight," snapped Sue.
"With the gloves on I take it?" 
"Of course."
"Then I've a couple of surprises for you," smiled Sally, 
ushering them into the next room.
Sue' s eyes lit up at the sight of the full sized boxing ring 
set up in the gymnasium.
"It's beautiful, it must have cost a fortune."
"Let me worry about that," grinned Sally, "and to celebrate," 
she gestured to a small table.
On it was a tray and some underwear.
She held up one of the garments, it was a pair of tiny, white 
silk panties with tie sides and a little silk embroidered 
butterfly on the back.   The tray looked less soft and 
appealing.   In it, submerged in antiseptic were a small pair 
of pliers, two large stainless steel clip rings and a huge 
sailmaker's needle.
"For the winner I thought," leered Sally. 
Su nearly came on the spot.
Carol swallowed hard.
There's the rub, win the fight and get the needle or lose and 
be beaten up by spunky Su.
Su shrugged off her expensive black leather jacket and tossed 
it over against the boxing ring.  Her bright, white blouse 
contrasted starkly with her thick, black leather mini skirt, 
she kicked off her black high heels as she unbuttoned it.  
Having unzipped the tight little skirt, she shimmied out of it 
and stood barefoot, looking for all the world like the little 
innocent she wasn't, in a well filled white bra and white silk 
panties.
Carol took her time peeling off her pale blue blouse and 
sensible tweed skirt.
She was left in her pale blue bra and matching panties, clearly 
thinking hard.
Sally strode over in her little black leather skirt and thin 
white tee shirt.
She gave each of the near naked women one of the pair of white 
silk panties, Carol got a blue butterfly, Su red.
"You won't get them messed up will you girls,"  she pleaded, 
tongue in cheek.
Su reached behind her and popped  the straining catch of her 
bulging bra, then she peeled her little panties down her pink 
thighs.  She held up the little scrap of silk that Sally had 
given her, trying to decide how to get her bare, shiny cunt 
covered.
"Here," offered Sally.
Su  parted  her thighs and Sally passed  the  slip of material 
between her trembling legs, patting the silk over her pouting 
cunt lips.  She tied one side loosely whilst Su did the other, 
then they both knotted the sides really tight, pulling the 
flimsy silk right up into the young girl's slit.  She turned to 
show off the little red butterfly on her round little bottom.
"What do you think Carol," asked Sally.
"Very nice, can you help me too?"
She yanked  off her bra and  stepped out of her little blue 
panties.  She rubbed her clean shaven mound before Sally popped 
the silk between her legs and they began to tie the thongs.
Sally stepped back and Carol too gave a twirl.
"Oh, before I forget," whispered Sally.
She grabbed a box from under the table and upended it.
There  were  two  little pairs of white leather boxing gloves 
inside.
"Beautiful aren't they?"
Both the boxers nodded, Su enthusiastically, Carol less so. 
Su  raised  her  strong little hands and,  grabbing her spiky 
nipples, began to twist and tease them until they stood out 
like two, dark brown walnuts.
Sally watched her unashamedly whilst Carol turned a pair of the 
little white boxing gloves over and over in her podgy hands.
Su's left hand still worried her right teat whilst her right 
dropped down between her legs to move the vee of her panties to 
one side and  roughly pinch her clitoris between her forefinger 
and thumb.  She bit her lip and screwed up her face.
"Come on," grinned Sally, "before you do yourself a mischief," 
she nodded towards the pristine boxing ring.  
"You can box properly now," she explained, "there's stools and 
towels and so on and I've bought a timer so that you can fight 
three minute rounds like real boxers."
Carol smiled weakly.
Sally grabbed the boxing gloves from her and picked the other 
pair up from the floor.
Su gave her clit one last  fierce pummelling then patted the 
moistened  silk  back into  place over her puffy  cunt lips and 
scrambled eagerly into the boxing ring.  She stood erect, hands 
on hips, for a few moments before testing the ropes and 
shuffling her bare feet on the brilliant white canvas of the 
ring floor.   She looked in her seventh heaven.
Carol  drew her shoulders  back,  poking out her fat tits,  and 
strode over to the ring.  She climbed in as elegantly as she 
could, but she looked all ass and tits as she squeezed through 
the tight ring ropes.
Sally hiked up her already short leather skirt and eased 
herself into the ring.   She dropped one pair of the white 
boxing gloves onto the canvas and grabbed Carol's arms, drawing 
her to her.
"Let's get you gloved up."
Carol blinked her brown cow eyes and blushed deeply, holding 
out her trembling hands.
"You want to box don't you?" enquired Sally.
"Oh yes," nodded Carol.
"Come on then," she pushed the white leather gloves onto her 
fists and began, tightly to lace them.
They felt lethal.
Su couldn't wait for her gloving up.
She held the tiny boxing gloves out to Sally and offered her 
strong little hands up for the confining leather.
In no time both frightened women stood naked save for the white 
boxing gloves and white silk panties.
After savouring the sight for a few seconds Sally asked, 
"ready?"
Both nodded from their opposing corners.
Sally pressed the key.  
The tape player ground into life.
A tinny buzzer sounded.
They padded barefoot out to the centre of the new boxing ring. 
They began to hit one another, the hard little boxing gloves 
impacting on their faces and bodies. Su squealed when Carol 
1eathered her firm, ripe left breast. She gagged in pain, then 
dropped her boxing gloves and thrust her chest forwards 
offering up her tits to Carol.  She took half a dozen hard, 
straight punches in the breasts before covering up again, her 
face white with the pain but her pink lips parted in a thin 
smile.
Sally clapped her hands, even Carol couldn't help but grin. 
They each took plenty of leather in the face before the buzzer 
sounded.
Carol's soft face was puffy and Su had a distinct mouse under 
her left eye, to add to her reddened, taut tits.
Each bounced back to their corners and sank down onto the 
pristine canvas of the ring floor.         
Sally, a large tub of Vaseline in hand, smoothed some under 
Su's injured left eye.
Before they'd properly got their breath back the buzzer 
summoned them to their feet.
Carol banged Su hard on the nose as soon as she came within 
range. 
She snorted and droplets  of blood, the first of the fight, 
speckled her crimson chest.
Sally clapped again, "go on," she urged, "break her nose." 
Su padded round, gloves under her chin, the tears in her eyes 
making Carol a blur.  She felt the hard boxing gloves 
flattening her rubbery tits hard against her ribcage and 
several times her nose and mouth felt the stinging leather.
She looked quite distressed by the buzzer.   But she smiled 
broadly as she squatted op the canvas.
"Alright?" grinned Sally, "Yes fine, but these gloves are 
deadly."
She held her blood spotted boxing gloves up to her battered 
face. 
"Come on then, round three." 
They faced up and Su as well as Carol got her right hand going.
They grunted and groaned as the heavy blows found their faces 
and breasts.  
Su's nose began to run, the blood streaming down into her 
cleavage and on down over her downy tummy.
Carol's nose also dripped steadily onto her own swelling bosom. 
She bundled the younger girl back into a corner and viciously 
punched her several times in the left breast, bringing her 
bloody boxing gloves down over her chest.  Then she slammed 
half a dozen hard, straight rights into Su's nose and mouth.
Blood curtained her front as she stumbled to her corner at the 
buzzer.
"Had enough?" asked Sally offhandedly.
Su shook her head slowly.
'"I'm still on my feet."
"Only just," thought Sally.
"Ok?" she asked Carol.
"My nose is a bit sore but I don't think she'll last much 
longer do you?"'
Sally turned to look at Su, even her smooth, brown thighs had 
daubs of her blood over them.
Su never raised her gloves for as long as she lasted in round 
four.'
Even Sally felt slightly queasy as Su stood taking leather.
Finally, after uppercutting her in the breasts with both hands 
for over a  minute, Carol whacked her the face with her blood 
sodden right glove.
Her nose cartilage popped and she fell flat on her back 
twitching, blood running down her cheeks to form a puddle under 
her head.
Carol, the absolute victor, raised her bloody boxing gloves 
above her pretty head and came copiously into her already 
sodden panties.
"Do you want your prize?" gloated Sally.
"No, I'll be sporting and let Su have it," sneered Carol.
Sally swallowed and climbed wearily into the blood spotted 
boxing ring. She grabbed Carol's blood heavy boxing gloves.
"Are you fit enough to help?" 
She nodded slowly.
"Here, let me get your gloves off.  
"A fine mess you've made of them," she tutted.
She threw them onto the ring floor with a dull splat.
"Here," she handed Carol the little pair of stainless steel 
pliers.
Carol sat astride Su's bloody belly and gripped her left teat 
firmly.
Sally slapped her face briskly to wake her, ready for the pain. 
She forced the huge needle through the raw nipple and bloodily 
drove the large stainless steel ring through after it and 
clipped it firmly closed.
Carol released the nipple and blood pumped from the freed 
breast tip.   She grabbed the right nipple hard and Su's blue 
eyes met her's.
Sally rammed in the big needle and the eyes closed.
Su's right boxing glove went round under Carol's bum to rub her 
own swollen cunt.  Soon the blood wet vee of silk covering her 
swollen vagina was teased up between her labia and she began to 
pant noisily as Sally threaded the other ring through her messy 
teat.
She gave Carol a playful tap on the nose with her left and she 
got off her and stood, letting the blood from her nose drip 
onto Su's bare thighs.
Su pounded her right glove up between her legs and began to 
squirm.
Sally and Carol looked at one another and shook their heads.